Because Quill asked her to wait here, Vera didn't even move a step until he came back.

Even though the wound was still bleeding, her heart felt satisfied. She even began to think about the future of her and Quill in her mind. She smiled at herself as she thought if things could continue to progress this way...

She secretly laughed in her heart.

When she heard the footsteps outside the door, she quickly regained her composure. She looked at her own wound, and it seemed that the bleeding had started to stop.

She quickly reached out her hand and rubbed her wound hard.

Sure enough, red blood gushed out again.

She wanted to take advantage of this situation. She could not get hurt in vain.

When Quill came in, she was already in position, staring at her wound with her eyebrows frowned.

He walked over and saw that her wound was still bleeding. He frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

She shook her head with grievance, "I don't

know..."

Her voice was weak, like that of a pitiable bunny.

He was speechless.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he did not suspect anything. He cleaned up the blood on her hand, sterilized it with a cotton swab, and wrapped it with a band-aid.

During this period, she looked at Quill, who was treating her wound carefully. Hence, when he finished dealing with it, he looked up and saw her eyes. Then, he asked. "Does it hurt?"

Vera was caught off guard, she nodded and said, "yes."

However her expression clearly showed that she wasn't in any pain. She didn't want to sound fake and quickly added, "Actually... It doesn't really hurt anymore."

How could such a big wound not hurt?

He glanced at her then looked away, pursed his lips and said nothing.

She stared at the wound, and she felt so happy. She said, "Thank you."

"It's just a coincidence. Since I am here, there is

was that she had found a way to get close to him. She felt hopeful that there was

nodded obediently and

advice, he turned around

not help but stop

tracks. "Is there anything

moment before she hesitantly said, "Last night, did

didn't,"

haven't even finished my

himself away? Could it be that what happened the previous night was not a

his following words destroyed

what you say, the answer will always

She was speechless.

to you before. Please stop hoping for unrealistic expectations. Take your thoughts

is up to me to decide, you don't have to like me back, but... you have no right to control my feelings, isn't it? If you say no, then so be it. Anyway, I have already

Decision?

wanted to ask what the

he felt that it was not appropriate for him to ask such a question at this time, so he kept

"Whatever."

said this and

sad at all. After he left, she looked down at the plaster on her fingers and still felt very happy. After thinking about it, she followed him out of the

Minerva was

her come in, he obediently called, "Auntie

tilted his head and said, "Auntie Vera, I heard that you

"It's alright now."

fever? Why didn't she know about this? So Sam was really trying to take her temperature just now? Did she

it. Either way things had already happened. She could not change whatever misunderstanding

quickly went to the bedside table and squatted down. She took out her mobile phone and took pictures of her

then that Minerva noticed the plaster on her hand, with a faint tinge of

worry, it's not a big deal. I just hurt myself," Vera

paused for a moment, then continued, "Why are you so happy

at it, she felt that something

photos of her injured fingers. She seemed to be extremely happy, as if

his eyes and suddenly asked a

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